SCENE VIII.
Drahomir. Then Stella.
Drahomir.—The last evening and the last time. (After a while.) O
Lord, thy will be done!
Stella (enters).—The Doctor told me that you wished to see me.
Drahomir.—Yes, madam. Pray forgive my boldness. A very important affair calls me home. I come to bid you good-bye.
Stella.—You are going away?
Drahomir.—To day I am going to Swietlenice, to-morrow still further.
(A moment of silence.)
Stella.—Yes, it is necessary.
Drahomir.—Life has flown like a dream—it is time to wake up.
Stella.—Shall we see each other again?
Drahomir.—If God permits it.
Stella.—Then let us shake hands in farewell. I can assure you that you have a friend in me. Friendship is like an immortal—it is a pale flower, but does not wither. May God guide you and protect you. The heart—of a sister—will follow you everywhere. Remember—
Drahomir.—Farewell.
Stella.—Farewell. (She goes toward the door. Then suddenly turns. With a sob in her voice.) Why do you deceive me? You are going forever.
Drahomir.—Have mercy on me.
Stella.—Are you going away forever?
Drahomir.—Yes, then.
Stella.—I guessed it. But perhaps it is better—for both of us.
Drahomir.—Oh, yes. There are things which cannot be expressed, although the heart is bursting. A while ago you told me that you will remember—it will be better for you to forget.
Stella.—I cannot. (She weeps.)
Drahomir (passionately).—Then I love you, my dearest, and that is the reason why I escape. (He presses her to his breast.)
Stella (awakening).—Oh, God! (She rushes, out.)